Armand Hammer Lyrics
"Post Haste"

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We living time flies, bidding riddance sci-fis
Sitting with them city griffins in the kitchen limelight
Can we get some more, sir? Only if you warrior
Great suit boo, yeah America means war, sir
Where'd you get that gone here a jellyfish with long hair
Belly full of BigMac, hell is for the lawn chair
Tell 'em on the Dot Com, where we will get off our
Rocker with them coppers and them doctors and them pornstars
History in the make out, looking for the dough, man
Wrestling with them robber barons ___? with gold bands
God is sparing no chance, drifting in a bike lane
___? for your lights page, ice age
Covered throwing rice and cousin might say
Wedding ceremony where his lonely loving wife waits
She changed her address and her status and her picture

There used to be some twerking in some skirt that didn't fit her
Not the kind of mixed words you can pirate sh*t for
Talking to the family like they cannot reach the ___?
Draw or insert, shut your f*cking ___?
Some of you have never paid for music you should blog that

I'm tryna get it how they got it in the future fam
Vietnam flashbacks from the ceiling fan
I'm tryna get it how they got it in the future fam
Vietnam flashbacks from the ceiling fan

Funk flex-esque autopilot setting set
Latest app automatically updated today's regrets
Automotons correlate the reff
Arm button pressed by robot arm
Silent alarm when he crept in the Skynet
Manifest destiny with farms across the Midwest
Even the crying Indian grinning, finally gets the jest
Trust fund anarchist protest by repress and protect your neck or cassette

Peppering they speech with words like: "bumping" and "fresh"
Do not adjust your set, she is indeed a hot mess
Bought implants photoshop breasts
He copped the extra bandwidth while wifey slept
Build your own god Gilgamesh
Self administered void camera test
Results inconclusive, little to no empty
Vladimir Putin in the pulpit
American made negroes replaced by cheaper Chinese units
Batteries not included, simple algorithms recreate artisanal black music
I'm getting money is what the computers computed

I'm tryna get it how they got it in the future fam
Vietnam flashbacks from the ceiling fan
I'm tryna get it how they got it in the future fam
Vietnam flashbacks from the ceiling fan
This song is from the album "Half Measures".